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Title: The One Where They Go Back To Fetish
Author:
Pairing: Nick/Kevin
Part: 1/1
Series: "The One" Series
Rating: NC 17
Disclaimer: Fiction for entertainment purposes, not to be taken as truth.
Warnings: Slash Warning. Bondage Warning. Other Warning
Notes: It’s been so long since I’ve visited the world of Fetish and I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d ever go back. And then a few weeks ago I was inspired. So I started to write. And write. And write. And this is what I came up with.


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Somehow they had managed to snag two weeks off. The tour was starting to drag and as if management knew that around this time they would need some time off, two weeks had been left relatively untouched in their schedule. There were a few interviews immediately after their last concert before the break, and right before the next. But for eleven days, they had absolutely nowhere they HAD to be. Only places they wanted to be. And there certainly was somewhere Nick wanted to be.

Not wanted, NEEDED, because he was starting to go a little stir crazy. And he knew Kevin felt the same.

"Kev? When did you want to head back to..." Nick started to ask his lover as he walked into Kevin’s side of their adjoining room. He stopped when he saw the older man hunched over his laptop, typing something furiously.

"We’re on the 5:45 flight. We can be back before midnight." Kevin looked up and into Nick’s blue eyes, his own green ones twinkling mischievously. There was a smirk playing on his lips and Nick felt his stomach churn excitedly.

"On Thursday right?" Nick hadn’t expected them to get back until Friday, this was a delicious surprise. He licked his lips as Kevin nodded his head.

"Yeah. No sense in waiting any longer than we have to. I’ve already told Brian we’re leaving early, he suspected we would."

Under normal circumstances, on the last night before a break, the five of them would all go out together and celebrate another leg of a tour completed. Kevin had suggested they do it the night before, after the last concert. Knowing Kevin was impatient to get home, Brian agreed. They were free to escape as soon as the interview was completed. Kevin felt excitement pool in his stomach.

"So, four days..." Nick said as he closed his eyes. In four days they’d be home. In four night’s, they’d be back at the club. It had been far too long since they’d been back, together. Nick had gone a few weeks earlier, Kevin a few weeks before that. Derek had been doing a fine job with the books and keeping everything in order while they had been gone. There had only been one alarming incident, but Kevin had flown in on a day off and dealt with things, and was assured profusely that nothing of that sort would happen again. Even Nick wasn’t entirely sure of what had happened, as Kevin refused to talk about it when he returned. He was simply asked to trust Kevin. He did so that was the end of that conversation.

Kyle and Billy had been on the road to visit them multiple times. Both alone and together, but their schedules were too busy to allow for a properly long visit and it always left both Nick and Kevin wanting more. Needing more.

"Do they know we’re coming?" Nick asked with a deep breath. His chest hurt thinking about Billy and Kyle, but his cock twitched thinking about Kitten and Puppy.

Kevin shook his head slowly. He had been contemplating whether or not to tell their lovers that they would be coming home for a vacation. Of course they knew Nick and Kevin had a two week break in their schedule, hell, they knew nearly every single detail of life on the road and where they were at all times. Kevin had joked about them joining their on-line fan club and the last time he’d been down to visit, he’d been working on Kyle’s computer only to see the site book marked. Only to find out that not only did they have one subscription, but two. Only further to find out that they posted regularly on the message boards. So Kevin was sure they knew that there was a break in the schedule. What they didn’t know was what Kevin and Nick would be doing.

"No, they probably suspect we will, but not most likely not sure when."’


"Do you want to tell them?" Nick waited until Kevin shut down his computer and pulled the other man to his feet. He walked them to the bed where they both climbed onto the plush comforter and made themselves comfortable. Their mouths met in a gentle kiss, making Nick whimper into Kevin’s mouth. With lazy fingers, Kevin drew random, invisible patterns on Nick’s back, allowing himself to get lost in the blonde’s kiss.

"I ...I don’t care. I just want to see them," Kevin admitted when their kiss broke. He looked up into Nick’s clear blue eyes and smiled fondly. An invisible force between them brought their mouths together one more time and within seconds Nick had rolled them so that he was hovering over Kevin, pinning him to the bed.

"I miss them so much," Nick whispered. He rest his forehead against Kevin’s and closed his eyes. A picture of Kyle and Billy assaulted his mind and he smiled. Kevin’s mouth pressed against his and he nipped softly at Kevin’s lower lip.

"I know you do, Nicky. I do too."

"Four days." Nick relaxed his body and lay comfortably on Kevin’s muscular frame. He felt a pair of arms tighten around his waist and he nuzzled his face contentedly in Kevin’s throat. "I think ..." Nick contemplated telling them versus not telling them. Finally he looked into Kevin’s eyes and smiled. "We should tell them."

"You don’t want to surprise them?" Kevin asked, curious. Nick was always for catching them off guard and making a game out of it. He watched as the blonde shook his head.

"No. We always surprise them. I think we should tell them we’re coming. Show them that we’re so excited to be coming home that we had to tell them immediately or we’re going to explode. Make them a part of the plans. Maybe they want to pick us up at the airport. Maybe..."

Kevin cut Nick off by kissing him hungrily. He slid his hand between them and extracted his phone out of the pocket of his jeans. Nick took that opportunity to grind shamelessly against his lover, giggling as Kevin whimpered into the kiss. Blindly, Kevin pushed Kyle’s speed dial number and brought the phone to his ear. He heard it ring five times before it was answered.

"Hello?"

Both Kevin and Nick gasped at the sound of Kyle’s voice on the line. Kevin broke the kiss and smiled. "Hey baby."

"Kev!" Kyle exclaimed, clearly surprised to be hearing Kevin’s voice. "What’s up?"

Nick groaned into Kevin’s throat as he ground a little harder against Kevin’s thigh. Kevin whimpered and Kyle chuckled.

"Say hi to Nicky for me too!"

"Fuck..." Nick whimpered. "Hey Kyle."

"So what’s going on?" Kyle asked. A giant smile had appeared on his face the second Kevin spoke and now his heart was pounding and his pulse was racing. He’d wondered if Kevin or Nick would call them this week to let them know what their plans were for their break. Billy said that knowing Nick and Kevin, they would just show up at Fetish one night and catch them off guard, which was what they were both expecting them to do.

"What are you doing Thursday night?" Nick asked. His mouth was right against Kevin’s as he tried to speak into the phone. They were kissing for about twenty seconds before Kyle could form the words to answer his question. Just listening to Nick and Kevin kiss had him painfully hard and he cursed the fact that Billy was working late that night.

"Well, I have Friday off because we’ve got a huge account meeting on Thursday, so we were going to Fetish to celebrate."


"Good answer," Kevin mumbled. His hand had slid down the back of Nick’s jeans and he was massaging the blonde’s ass hungrily.

Kyle closed his eyes and tried to visualize Nick and Kevin on the other end of the line. His cock throbbed in response and he whimpered as he cupped his bulge firmly. "You coming home?" Kyle breathed.

"Fuck... Yeah." Nick whimpered. Kevin’s finger had slid into his ass to the second knuckle and he was curling it expertly. "Deeper, fuck Kev, get it in deeper," he moaned against his lover’s throat.

Kyle slid his hand into the waistband of his jogging pants and grasped his cock, pumping it a few times. "Are you fucking?" He asked. A jolt of electricity passed through his body as Nick let out a pleading whine.

"No," Kevin said, clearing his throat. "Not exactly."

"He’s fucking me with his fingers," Nick mewled. Kevin had just added a second finger and was stretching him.

"Do you want me to fuck him?" Kevin asked. Nick now had the phone up to his ear and was moaning into the receiver. "Ask him if he wants me to fuck you."

Nick didn’t even have to ask the question, Kyle answered the second it registered. "Shit...yeah. Tell him I want him to fuck you. I want to hear it."

Kevin curled his finger and tapped at Nick’s prostate, making the blonde yelp and arch back. "Yeah ...he wants to hear you fuck me." Kevin rolled them over so that Nick was on his stomach, body raised to his knees and the phone still attached to his ear.

"Is he jerking off?" Kevin asked.

"Are...are you jerking off?" Nick asked. He shivered as Kevin pulled his jeans down to around his knees, not even bothering to take them all the way off. Nick’s tee shirt was pushed up to his shoulders and very intricately, he managed to slide it over his head and throw it on the floor.

Kyle shimmied out of his jogging pants and spread his legs to make himself more comfortable. His precome had already sufficiently lubricated his hand and erection. "Yes. I’m so hard..."

"Where’s Billy?" Nick asked. He whimpered and yelped.

"At work, he’s working late.. What’s Kevin doing?" Kyle nearly came when Nick responded.

"Rimming me." Nick whimpered before moaning loudly as Kevin’s tongue breached through the tight ring of muscle.

"Tell me Nicky, tell me what he’s doing," Kyle pleaded desperately.

"He’s ...his tongue is so fucking deep inside me. Licking and fucking me."

"I wish I was there, sucking you off while Kevin was licking your ass," Kyle whimpered. He began to jerk himself faster, not surprised when he was already close to coming. He forced himself to slow down and draw it out. It was hard when all he could hear was Nick whimpering and moaning on the other end.

"Please Kev, just fuck me. I can’t hold it any longer."

There was nothing sexier than the sound of Nick begging for him. Sometimes that alone was enough for Kevin to come. But tonight, he needed to be inside of Nick, especially knowing Kyle could hear everything. If they couldn't be there with him now, this was going to have to do.

"What’s he doing now?" Kyle asked.

Nick forced himself to open his eyes and look over his shoulder. Kevin was preparing his cock with lube, eyes focused hungrily on Nick’s ass. "He’s jerking his cock, lubing it up and staring at my ass like he wants to eat it."

"I do," Kevin said. "God, you’re so fucking beautiful like this. Spread out, ass in the air, begging for me to fuck it."

"Did he even fully undress you?" Kyle asked. Nick whimpered.

"No."

"Is he undressed?"

Nick looked again. "No."

"You’re such a whore," Kyle mumbled into the phone. "Such a fucking slut Nicky."

"Fuck," Nick whimpered.

"You want it don’t you? You want it so bad."

"Please," Nick whispered. "So bad."

"Tell me, tell me how bad you want it," Kyle demanded softly. "Tell me how much you love what he’s doing to you."

"So good Kyle. He’s...he’s playing with my ass right now and I just want him inside it. I want him to fuck me so damn hard." Nick whimpered as he felt the head of Kevin’s cock push at his entrance. "Now... He’s teasing me. Putting his cock at my ass but not pushing in..."

Kyle shuddered as he tightened his grip on his cock. "Beg him for it."

"Please Kev...fuck me. I want you inside me."

Kevin smiled and licked at the skin on Nick’s back. He slid just the head in and paused. Nick clamped down around him and Kevin shivered deliciously.

"More, please Kevin. Please... I need more. I need you."

"Ask Kyle if he’s using a dildo," Kevin asked.

Nick licked his lips and tried to take a deep breath. "Are ...Kevin wants ...know ...dildo? Are you using a ...fuuuck." Kevin slid in just a little bit more, short circuiting Nick’s brain.

"No.. Do you want me to?"

"Yeah," Nick mumbled. "Big one...so fucking big."

Kyle reached into the night stand and pulled out the dildo they kept beside the bed. Most of their sex toys were in the bottom drawer of the dresser, but there were always a few they kept at arm’s reach so they wouldn’t ever have to get out of the bed if necessary. Within seconds it was fully lubricated and Kyle was inching it into his body. "Nicky ....I’m putting it in right now..."

"He’s ...putting it in ....now..." Nick growled as he pushed himself back on Kevin’s cock.

Kevin pressed a kiss to Nick’s shoulder. "You ready baby?" He whispered. He was done teasing the two blondes. He wanted to be fucking Nick. Hard. Fast.

He received a moan in response before he pushed in hard. Nick screamed as he arched his back, accepting all of Kevin’s length. At the same time, Kyle shoved the dildo into his ass roughly causing him to mirror Nick’s scream. There was silence on the line except for Kyle’s shallow breathing as he tried to hear every single moan, grunt and whimper on Nick's end of the line. Nick was biting down hard on his lip, barely able to focus on anything except the feel of Kevin’s cock sliding in and out of his ass.

"Talk to him Nicky, tell him how good this is," Kevin ordered as he scratched playfully on Nick’s back.

"Can’t..." Nick moaned. He could barely form any coherent words, let alone a sentence. He whimpered in protest as Kevin slowed down to a painful crawl. "What...?"

"I want to hear you." Kevin’s voice was sharp, a hint of warning in it. Nick heard Kyle gasp on the other end of the line.

"Oh, fuck Nicky. Isn’t that hot? Kevin getting all dominating and forceful with you." Kyle fingered his balls, feeling how hot and full they were.

Nick whimpered. It took all the energy he could muster, but he lifted his head and looked over his shoulder. Kevin’s eyes were gleaming and Nick’s arms nearly gave out. "Kev..."

Kevin’s answer came in the form of his hands tightening on Nick’s hips and a sharp swivel of his hips.

Nick let out a low, guttural moan as his eyes fluttered shut. His head dropped down to the pillow and he shuddered. "Fuck.." Nick felt his orgasm tear through him and he trembled violently while Kevin continued to manipulate his body for his own, selfish pleasure. Nick hadn’t felt this good in a damn, long time.

Kyle held his breath, waiting for what was to come next.

"So fucking ....good ..." Nick whimpered. He was exhausted but silently begged Kevin not to stop. The longer Kevin held on, the better it would be for him.

"Did you come Nicky?" Kyle knew exactly what Nick sounded when he came, and that last moan was an orgasmic cry of pleasure.

"Yeah..."

"Is he still fucking you?" Kyle knew the answer to that. Kevin’s tolerance, his stamina was something to be admired. Even Nick hadn’t achieved the sexual liberation that Kevin had, and Kyle defied any man to match the older man’s power.

"Yeah..."

"Oh god," Kyle whimpered. He felt his own orgasm creeping up and held his cock to stop it.

"Still going.. Hurts so much ...don’t ever want it to stop.." It was the best kind of hurt that Nick could ever ask for. He gasped for breath as he felt a few tears fall from the corners of his eyes. Nick’s arms gave out and his face was buried completely in the pillow beneath his head.

At the loss of Kevin’s erection in his ass, Nick whimpered loudly. Almost frantically. "Oh.. God..."

Kyle was alarmed, that didn’t sound good. Nick was panicked. "Nicky? What’s wrong?"

Nick wasn’t given a chance to respond. Before he could fully process what was going on, Kevin had flipped him over and threw Nick’s legs over his shoulders. Their eyes met and Kevin thrust back into Nick’s body, nearly bending the blonde in two.

"Nicky?"

Kevin picked up the phone from where it lay beside them on the mattress and put it back to Nick’s ear. With a trembling hand, the blonde took the phone and gasped into the receiver.

"He ...flipped me over.. Fucking me..."

Kyle let out a sigh of relief. He could hear how far Nick was gone. His voice was hoarse and thick with arousal.

"Hard. Deep ...need it.."

Kyle heard Nick’s high pitch yelp followed by pleading cries, most of which he was certain Nick had no idea what he was saying. Before he could stop himself, Kyle was coming long and hard, his whole body trembling in pleasure.

"Kyle ...come..." Nick mumbled. His eye lids were heavy and he could barely open them to look into his lover’s eyes. Nick had never looked more beautiful than he did in that exact second. Kevin leaned down to lick at Nick’s plush red lips.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered lovingly.

"Please Kevin... Too much..." It was all overwhelming. Every single nerve in his body was on fire, and Nick was on the precipice of another orgasm. His rambling petered off to unintelligible rambling and nonsensical grunts and moans. Kevin took Nick’s free arm, pinned it above his head and rest their foreheads together.

"Look at me," he ordered.

Nick whimpered and shook his head. He couldn’t move.

"LOOK. AT. ME."

Kyle whimpered in Nick’s ear. Nick whimpered against Kevin’s cheek.

"Can’t..."

"Please baby, let me see you."

Nick shivered, his eyes fluttered open and he looked up into Kevin’s eyes which were watching him with a mixture of lust and love.

"I love you Nicky," Kevin whispered. He knew Kyle was still listening and smiled as Nick whimpered.

"Love you Kevin."

"Tell Kyle I love him."

"Kevin loves you," Nick mumbled into the phone.

Kevin watched as Nick’s eyes fluttered shut and an exhausted smile crossed his features.

"Kyle loves you." Nick finally said. He paused for a second and Kevin felt the blonde’s breathing hitch. "I love you," he said into the phone, his voice a whisper.

Kevin leaned down to put his mouth next to Nick’s ear. "Do you want me to make you come again?" He asked softly. The blonde whimpered and nodded. "Do you want me to come?"

This time Nick groaned a barely audible "yessss".

It took less than a half dozen snaps of his hips for Kevin to feel Nick unravel completely beneath him. Nick’s response triggered Kevin’s orgasm. Kevin slowly pulled out of Nick and collapsed on the bed beside him, pulling him close. He reached over and extracted the phone from Nick’s clutched hand, smiling as he saw the blonde asleep.

"I think it was too much for him."

"Did he pass out?" Kyle laughed. He could vaguely hear soft snoring and knew Nick must have passed out the second he came. Kyle had already gone into the bathroom, wet a washcloth and cleaned himself up. He knew it was a matter of time before one of them remembered he was on the line.

"Sleeping like a baby," Kevin said fondly. He pressed a kiss behind Nick’s ear and settled in, enjoying the peaceful feeling that had settled into his body and the sound of Kyle’s voice in his ear. "How are you?"

"Fucking amazing," Kyle answered. His stomach was still fluttering and the knowledge that these two men would be home soon only amplified it. "So you’re really coming back? Thursday night?"

Kevin yawned. "Yes. We should be in around 11."

"You’re coming to Fetish?" Kyle assumed they were, hoped they were. He couldn’t wait for Billy to come home and tell him what he’d missed, but moreso, he couldn’t wait until Thursday until Kevin and Nick were back home. Where they belonged.

"Yes, that’s the plan. Did you guys want to meet us at the airport?" Nick shifted in Kevin’s arms and he gently kissed the skin on the blonde’s shoulders. Almost immediately Nick settled and burrowed himself in Kevin’s arms.

"No. We’ll meet you at the club." Kyle had an idea and a grin broke out on his face. "But there will be someone to pick you up at the airport."

Kevin heard a note of something in Kyle’s voice and his interest was piqued. "Who?"

"Don’t you worry about that, just know that there will be a car waiting for you to bring you to Fetish. Just make sure you’re at the passenger pick up, the rest will be taken care of."

Kevin could feel himself drifting off. He wanted to talk more but knew that in a matter of minutes, he would be out like a light. "Okay, so we’ll see you Thursday, Babe. Night."

Now it was just a matter of making it through the rest of the week.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"So who’s picking us up?" Nick asked for the hundredth time. Kevin’s eyes narrowed and he snarled at the blonde.

"For the hundred and first time, I don’t know. Have you seen me talk to anyone since the last time you asked?"

Nick’s eyes twinkled and a smirk played on his lips. "No."

"Then how on earth could I know?"

Nick shrugged. "Just asking."

"You are so damn infuriating," Kevin seethed. He was about to snap at Nick again when he saw the expression on the blonde’s face and instantly relaxed. "You are so damn infuriating," he repeated, this time with less animosity.

"But sexy as hell," Nick pointed out. Kevin didn’t feel the need to argue. It took almost no time for them to claim their luggage and head through the airport to where their car was supposed to be waiting for them. It took Kevin a few seconds to recognize the driver that he knew Kyle’s business used on occasion and smiled.

The door was opened immediately for them and Kevin stepped into the limo first. Nick heard the older man gasp as he froze. "What?"

Kevin looked in, his eyes wide and body frozen. "H..hello."

Two sets of eyes looked back at him, wide with anticipation. "Good evening Master Richardson."

Nick cocked his head to the side. He recognized that voice, but couldn’t quite place it. Slowly, as Kevin climbed into the car, Nick scrambled in behind him. He froze as well, seeing the owner of the voice.

"Christopher?" Nick whispered. His eyes raked over one of his chosen three’s body and his mouth watered.

"Welcome back Master," Christopher spoke, from where he had been kneeling on the floor of the limo.

"We were sent to welcome you," Benjamin explained. His head was bowed and his eyes cast to the floor. Nick’s eyes moved from his servant to Kevin’s, pleased to see the smile on his lover’s face as they turned to face each other.

"The pets thought you might like a present, for the ride to the club," Christopher added.

Kevin licked his lips and took a deep breath. He was being thrust into it a little earlier than expected, but he was very proud of their pets for thinking ahead. "Well, then perhaps you should give us a proper welcome."

The two servants were clad in brown leather bracelets and chokers, an accessory implemented during Nick and Kevin’s absence. Kevin had returned for a few nights to be there for the unveiling of the more visible chain of hierarchy, but this was the first time they would be back together with it in place. The pets had their studded collars, which indicated they were of the highest rank of servants. The Three, both Kevin and Nick’s women and men, were given brown leather bracelets and chokers, to show that they weren’t pet status, but not ordinary servants. The brown leather was accented perfectly against the beautifully tanned skin of their servants. Their other servants, wore black bracelets and collars. The sight made Nick’s mouth water.

Christopher looked up into his masters’ eyes and saw impatience starting to settle. He blinked before moving into action, crawling first to his blonde Master. "Hello Christopher, how are you this evening?" Nick asked, his voice low and husky.

"I’ve never been better, Master," Christopher answered in a subservient voice. "Very excited and happy to see you." He leaned up to brush his lips against his Master’s. He hadn’t forgotten his place. He was to offer himself, it was up to Nick to decide how far the kiss would go. Nick paused for a second, enjoying the feel of Christopher’s lips barely brushing his before he leaned in to deepen the kiss. His tongue darted out to flick playfully at his servant’s lips and Nick swallowed the pleased sigh that followed. As quickly as it started, Nick ended it and pulled back. He watched as Christopher leaned forward to prolong the kiss. Nick pinched his nipple roughly to remind him of his place.

Christopher snapped back, an embarrassed and regretful expression on his face. Nick only smiled at him. He watched as his servant crawled to where Kevin was sitting and waited for the allowance to greet his second master. It came in the form of a subtle nod of Kevin’s head and instantly, Christopher was up on his knees again, repeating his earlier action.

"Welcome back Master," Christopher whispered. He brushed his lips over Kevin’s, slightly disappointed when it wasn’t taken any further than that.

"Thank you Christopher." There was an icy tone in Kevin’s voice, one that caused for Nick to smirk.

Benjamin followed Christopher’s lead, first greeting his own Master with a brief kiss, which quickly escalated to dangerously erotic. When Kevin finally released him, he quickly crawled to where Nick was waiting for his own turn. Benjamin found himself locked in another kiss, similar to the one that Nick gave Christopher and Kevin watched as their tongues dueled sensuously. He cleared his throat to indicate that it was going too far.

Nick barely noticed. Instead, he gently tapped his knee and opened his eyes, giving a silent order for Christopher to approach. His servant was at his side almost immediately and Nick encouraged him to rest his head on his thigh. While Nick kissed Benjamin, he carefully and gently ran his fingers through Christopher’s hair, enjoying the sexually charged atmosphere of the car.

"That’s enough," Kevin barked. It caused for Benjamin to jump and pull out of Nick’s kiss so quickly that Nick bit his own tongue. His fingers tightened in Christopher’s hair, but his servant knew better than to react verbally. He whimpered silently and burrowed his face into his Master’s thigh.

"I’m sorry Master," Benjamin apologized miserably. His cheeks were a bright scarlet and his lips deliciously swollen. "I went too far."

Kevin shook his head and glared at his lover. "No, Benjamin. You are aware that you are to submit to Nick as you submit to me. You are not at fault for this shameless display. Someone couldn’t keep his hands to himself."

"My hands were firmly rooted on my own servant Kevin."

"Then someone couldn’t keep his mouth to himself..."

Nick smirked and blew Kevin a kiss. "But he tastes so good." Nick looked down at Christopher who was watching him in rapture. It had been far too long since his Master had been back and Christopher couldn’t help but want to be as close to him as possible. When the pets had announced their plan of sending someone to greet their Masters at the airport, Christopher had done practically anything and everything he could to be the chosen one to go.

Nick stared deep into Christopher’s eyes and recognized the look of pure awe and adoration there. It was different from the looks he received from fans, this was dependency. This was something deeper. And in that moment, he could see just how much his absence from the club had been affecting the subservient man.

"Christopher, are you all right?"

Nick received a blush and a nod in response. "Yes Master."

"Why do you look so uneasy? So uncomfortable?"

Christopher blushed and averted his eyes. He jumped when he felt Nick take a firm hold of his chin and forced him to look up. There was a slight look of warning in Nick’s eyes that sent a thrill of excitement up his spine.

"Answer me."

"I have just missed you so much," Christopher answered. "I can’t believe you will be home for ...how long WILL you be home for Master?"

Nick smiled fondly at the member of his Chosen Three and lifted his chin enough to inform him he was to sit at his side. When they were situated, Nick leaned in to capture Christopher's mouth in a demanding, hungry kiss.

"I’m not exactly sure how long we’ll be home this time," Nick answered honestly. "But I do know that it we will not be gone as long between the next time." Nick saw immediate relief in Christopher’s eyes which caused for him to smile. They kissed again, not at all self conscious at the fact that both Kevin and Benjamin were watching every single moment of their exchange.

The phone in the back of the limo rang, startling them out of the heavy mood that had settled.

"Yes," Kevin answered politely. "Thank you." He returned the phone to the hook and looked out the window. "We’re here."

"Gentlemen, so good to see you," Sid greeted both the Masters as well as their servants kindly.

"Sid, how’s the family?" Nick shook the bouncer’s hand and pulled him in for a friendly half hug. Kevin followed suit as Christopher and Benjamin were sent ahead inside. The two servants were given strict instructions to head immediately up to the Lair and be waiting at their chairs for them.

"Good. Everyone’s doing fine. Listen," he said, stepping in closer to Kevin. "Derek said to tell you he’ll talk to you tomorrow. He had to leave early tonight, but whatever it was that you guys were going to discuss isn’t time sensitive, so he’ll see you tomorrow."

Kevin smiled and nodded at the large man. "Excellent. I wasn’t in the mood to talk business tonight anyways."

"Well, go on in. There’s something in the air tonight and it should prove to be a wild one.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Their plan was to head immediately up to the Lair and jump into the thick of things. As Nick was halfway across the dance floor, he paused and looked at the bar. Surprised at who was behind the bar on the main floor, he signaled to Kevin that he was going to investigate.

"And what are you doing downstairs?" He asked sternly. "I thought we’d successfully kidnapped you to the Lair and weren’t going to let you go?"

Colin turned around immediately, a giant grin on his face. He saw that Nick was leaning over the bar suggestively and knew what the blonde was waiting for. With slightly pink cheeks, Colin leaned over and placed a lingering kiss on Nick’s lips, being so bold as to lick teasingly into his mouth. He shivered at the hungry whimper that escaped Nick’s lips and pulled away before he continued with the kiss.

"Hello, fancy seeing you here." Colin said. There were dozens of people waiting for a drink, but all Colin could see was Nick. And then Kevin who slid in behind the blonde to smile warmly at Colin. "Hi Kevin."

"Hello Colin." Kevin paused for a moment before saying what was on his mind. "I’ve noticed that for years, whenever you see us, Nick always gets a kiss but I don’t. Now, it didn’t bother me before, but now it does. What do I have to do to get a kiss too?"

"Beg shamelessly for it?" Colin answered with a chuckle. Kevin looked from the bartender’s face to his lover’s, and saw Nick nodding in agreement.

"It’s true," Nick had to agree. He wasn’t embarrassed at all that he always had to initiate some type of physical contact with Colin. He knew how much the other man enjoyed it, and honestly, enjoyed it more than he probably should have himself. "Let me show you." Nick winked at Kevin before turning towards Colin. "So, what ARE you doing down here?"

Nick then leaned forward, dangerously close to Colin. His eyelids fluttered shut and he elongated his neck, silently begging the other man for a kiss. Colin whimpered, then bit his lip. Seconds later he leaned in to kiss Nick gently, gasping as the blonde pulled him closer and ravaged his mouth. When the kiss broke, both men were breathless.

"Someone called in sick for downstairs. Actually, two people did. I’m the strongest bartender upstairs so they sent me down to cover," Colin answered as he straightened back up and smiled.

"Well we want you upstairs," Nick pouted. Kevin still watched the interaction in wonder.

"Tomorrow night," Colin promised. He saw the look in Kevin’s eyes and felt a trickle of awareness slide up and down his spine.

Kevin’s stomach fluttered and he leaned in. "So Colin," he said softly. Almost too softly as Colin had to read his lips. Instinctively, Colin leaned forward, his pulse racing.

"Yes?"

"You will be upstairs tomorrow night, no matter what. We want you up there with us. I don’t care if everyone downstairs calls in sick. Okay?"

"Fuck.." Colin breathed as he nodded his head. "Okay."

Kevin smiled and breached the remaining distance between them. He kissed Colin with a confidence that made the other man tremble. When he pulled back, Kevin licked his lips. "Now I know why Nick can’t seem to get enough of you." Unable to stop himself, Kevin leaned in again and continued the kiss, letting his tongue roam shamelessly into Colin’s mouth.

"Kev, we’re being watched."

Kevin shrugged, hungrily attacking Colin’s mouth. "Don’t care," he mumbled. It wasn’t a rare occurrence for people to watch and get off on what other people were doing.

"I think Puppy is about to come down and kick your ass in point three seconds."

That was all it took for Kevin to pull away. He growled at Colin, licking his lips ferally. Nick was right, but Kevin had just found a new toy that he wanted to play with. Years before, when Nick begged and pleaded for Kevin to let him play with Colin, Kevin had refused. The lines were clearly drawn and that would be going over the line. But now that he knew what Colin tasted like, what he felt like, he understood what Nick had been talking about. "You’re lucky ...lucky that we have other plans for the night."

Colin gulped nervously. Kevin had never really paid him much attention over the years and he’d never had his sexual intensity focused on him. It was similar to Nick’s except darker, hungrier. "Uhhh...." He didn’t know what to say.

Nick’s laughter broke the moment. "Oh Colin, what have you gotten yourself into this time?"

"I..."

"What have I told you about being too sexy? Too delicious?" Nick asked as he leaned over to gently kiss the other man’s lips. "Now you’ve gotten him interested. And let me tell you, I’m going to be really jealous of whoever he’s going to be fucking tonight, because they’re going to get it so damn good. And hard. And probably so fucking long that they’ll be crying for it to stop."

Colin whimpered and licked his lips nervously.

"And just know," Nick added softly, so only Colin could hear. "He’ll be thinking about you the whole time."

Kevin’s eyes flickered up to the Lair where he was not surprised to see Puppy and Kitten standing there, waiting for them. They had mirroring expressions of annoyance on their faces which immediately dissipated when Kevin caught their eyes. He couldn’t help but laugh at their impatience which he knew would only further aggravate them.

"We should go," Kevin agreed. "They’re getting pissy." He turned to Colin and gave him a sexy smile. "You. You we’ll see later."

They were halfway up the stairs when Nick tugged on Kevin’s shirt. "What the hell was that?" He asked, laughing.

Kevin could only chuckle and shake his head. "I don’t know. You just ...you and he have this thing and I have never fully understood it. And I know how eager you’ve been to get upstairs to see the pets, and the Lair but still, you went straight to the bar as soon as you saw him. It was like you had all the time in the world and I was curious."

Nick smirked. "You were jealous."

"Curious," Kevin corrected. Kevin’s jealous streaks were very few and far between. "I’m curious as to why he has this pull over you."

"And now you know?" Nick asked. They slid down the hall and towards their Chambers before heading into the Lair. What they were wearing now was fine for a normal club, but not the clothing they wanted for the Lair. Especially tonight. Nick opened the adjoining doors to their lairs and kept it wide, so they could change while still holding onto their conversation.

"I’m starting to see it," Kevin admitted.

Nick slipped into his favourite leather pants and a black mesh shirt while Kevin opted for a dress shirt and slacks. After a brief discussion of the evening’s plans, they shared a lingering kiss and headed towards the door, hand in hand. They were greeted by Antonio and Katrina upon entry.

"Good evening Masters," Katrina welcomed them breathlessly.

"Good evening Katrina," Nick said sharply. She leaned up to gently kiss his lips, followed by Kevin’s.

"Good evening Masters," Antonio echoed, following Katrina’s actions.

"Good evening, Antonio," Kevin greeted him.

"The pets are very excited to see you," Antonio announced. "They’ve been waiting all week for it."

"I’m sure they have," Nick murmured as he saw Kitten curled up on his chair. Looking to the side, he was pleased to see Christopher kneeling, waiting for him. Just as he’d instructed.

Kevin glanced at his chair, pleased to see Puppy perched on the arm of the chair, body glistening beautifully in the dim lighting. His legs were folded underneath him and he looked at ease in the uncomfortable position. Benjamin was sitting at the foot of his chair, awaiting his arrival as well.


"Well, perhaps we should greet our pets," Kevin suggested. He didn’t wait for agreement, only walked purposefully through the lair, ignoring the gasps and whispers of excitement. His eyes were focused on a pair of crystal blue eyes that hadn’t left him since he’d arrived. Kevin stopped in front of the chair, a slow grin appearing on his face. "Hello my pet."

"Hello Master," Puppy whispered, voice full of emotion.

"Have you missed me?" Kevin asked. He could see the range of emotions passing over Puppy’s face and forgave his lack of proper greeting.

"More ....more than you know Master," Puppy slowly crawled from his perch on the chair and to the floor, kneeling in front of his Master. He gently nuzzled Kevin’s groin, sighing into the heated material.

"I’ve missed you too, Pet. Which is why I will forgive your being on the furniture without permission."

Puppy froze and looked up, startled. He saw a sharpness in Kevin’s eyes and gasped. The corner of Kevin’s lips curled into a smirk and he felt his pet tremble against his groin. "I ..."

"And I will forgive your less than proper welcome," Kevin said, voice steady and firm. "Because I know you are overwhelmed with excitement."


Puppy knew what was expected of him. He closed his eyes and cursed his misjudgment. Once he had caught his breath, he raised his eyes and looked directly into his Master’s eyes as his fingers swiftly undid Kevin’s pants. He saw a gleam of approval in Kevin’s eyes and continued. He had read his Master’s wishes properly.

Kevin sighed as Puppy lowered his pants and withdrew his cock from it’s confines in his pants. After two quick strokes of his shaft, Puppy opened his mouth and swallowed Kevin’s entire length into his mouth and down his throat. It was hot, wet and tight, and Kevin was forced to grip roughly on Puppy’s hair to keep steady. The hot, hungry slurping sounds of Puppy’s mouth on his cock were music to Kevin’s ears as he thrust roughly into his Pet’s mouth.

Before he could stop himself, Kevin was releasing his load into Puppy’s mouth, down his throat. He hadn’t intended on letting it go this far, but once the blonde had started to work, Kevin found it increasingly hard to hold on. At the conclusion of his orgasm, he waited for Puppy to redress him and jerked the blonde up to his feet, almost violently. He took his Pet’s mouth in a hungry, demanding kiss not stopping until Puppy was whimpering desperately.

"It will be your job to make sure I’m hard again," Kevin warned. "I’m not done for the night and I hadn’t wanted to come that early."

Puppy whimpered. "I’m sorry, Master." He thought that from how Kevin had been thrusting against his face, he had wanted to get off as fast as possible. Puppy was more miserable now than he had been before the blow job.

Kevin heard the tone of panic in his Pet’s voice and sighed. He had no idea what was wrong with him tonight. Usually he was able to hold his emotions in check better, especially at the club or with the servants, but this was three times tonight that he’d let things get out of control. First in the car when Christopher had kissed him after kissing Nick, the second in the car when Nick, Christopher and Benjamin were all together and he was watching, and now. Now he was being overly sensitive with Puppy, when he had no right to be. Kevin failed to include his curiosity of Colin in that grouping, it was just one more thing he didn’t want to have to think about.

"Oh, Puppy," Kevin cooed. He sat down in his chair and pulled his pet onto his lap.

Puppy froze, his heart was in his throat. Kevin had gone from annoyed to remorseful in seconds and Puppy wasn’t used to this type of behavior with his Master.

Kitten watched Kevin with critical eyes. His Master had approached almost instantly and he found himself in the middle of a highly erotic and playful kiss, one that ended up with Nick siting on the chair and Kitten straddling him lewdly. Once they had sufficiently kissed and touched one another, Nick sat back and had begged for Kitten to talk to him, about anything at all. Nick just wanted to hear his pet’s voice, to feel him on his lap, and be able to kiss him without taking a flight and an excruciatingly long cab ride to do it.

"What is on your mind?" Nick asked his pet. He could see Kitten’s mind whirling and was curious to what he was thinking about.

"Nothing Master," Kitten lied, blushing as he averted his gaze. He didn’t want to overstep his boundaries too soon in the visit. As much as he was hoping that there would be a punishment in his future, he didn’t want it now. He wanted to enjoy Nick being back in the Lair for a little before that started.

"Tell me."

It was an order, one that Kitten couldn’t ignore. "What’s wrong with him? He comes in and practically demands that Puppy blow him, and then he gets mad when he does."

Nick chuckled and nuzzled his pet’s throat. "He’s overwhelmed."

"Puppy?"

"Kevin," Nick corrected. "He ...he doesn’t know how to deal with it. And of course he has to be in control, so he’s going to end up fucking it all up if he doesn’t watch it."

Kitten watched closely, he held his breath as he watched Puppy whisper something into Kevin’s ear.

"I’ve missed you so much, Master," Puppy whispered softly. He knew that he was risking punishment for speaking out of turn, but he could feel how tense his Master was. And he knew Kevin as well as he knew himself and the tenseness was mainly due to Kevin’s anxiety. It had been a long time since they’d been all together like this and Kevin needed to adjust to it. He wondered if sending Benjamin and Christopher had been a good idea. It had been too soon, Kevin probably hadn’t been expecting it and had most likely thrown him off. "And I ...I’m sorry if Christopher and Benjamin weren’t a good idea..."

Kevin snapped his head to the side so he could look at his pet. "Pardon?"

"I ...I hope that we didn’t make a mistake in sending Christopher and Benjamin to greet you."

Kevin smiled and brushed his nose against his pet’s. "No, Puppy, it was a great surprise."

"You’re so tense, so ..."

Kevin licked at Puppy’s lips and allowed the blonde to kiss him sweetly. "I’m just unsettled," Kevin admitted.

"Maybe ...maybe we’ll take things easy tonight?" Puppy suggested. He saw Kevin raise an eyebrow and knew he was pushing it. "I mean ...just be here tonight and you can ease into..."

"Are you telling me you don’t think I can handle it?"

Puppy blushed and grinned. He knew exactly what to say to bring Kevin’s defenses down. "Well, you are getting old Master. And it HAS been a while."

Kevin saw the twinkle in his pet’s eyes and laughed the first real laugh he’d felt since the flight. "You are so lucky my Pet," Kevin warned playfully.

Across the room, both Kevin and Kitten sighed in relief. Puppy had managed to diffuse Kevin’s impending temper.

"I really am," Puppy said honestly as he curled up on Kevin’s lap. Their eyes met and Kevin kissed his pet lovingly. Opening his eyes, Kevin watched various servants as they openly regarded his interactions with his pet. It was then that he realized there were people he didn’t recognize.

"Puppy?" Kevin whispered against his pet’s plush lips as he broke the kiss.

"Yes, Master?"

"Why are there people I don’t know?" Kevin nodded in the direction of a group of men and women, all watching him hungrily. Even though he didn’t know them, he was certain they knew him. And Nick. And had been prepared for the return of Masters’ Richardson and Carter. "Who are these people?"

Puppy looked over and smiled widely. "Mistress Lynz." Puppy answered. She thought she would leave you presents."

"Pardon?" Kevin asked. His eyes flickered over to Nick who was paying him no attention what so ever. In fact, Nick’s head had rolled back to rest on the back of his chair as his pet was currently on his knees, sucking his cock. Kevin’s groin twitched as he watched Kitten bob hungrily on Nick’s erection. "What do you mean, presents?"

Puppy’s focus flickered over to his blonde Master and their other pet. His lips curled into a smile before he licked at Kevin’s lips playfully. "Jealous, Master," he chided with a grin. When he was sure he had Kevin’s attention he continued. "Mistress Lynz thought that she would arrange for you to have some fresh meat to play with when you came home. She wanted to be here tonight, but something has taken her out of the country for a few weeks. She didn’t say much, except that she really regretted not being here to greet you properly. So she picked some fresh blood, trained them properly and left them here for you and Master Carter to play with."

"And what if I don’t like these new people, Pet? What then am I to do?"

Puppy’s eyes twinkled mischievously. "Then you send them off." He leaned in to suck on Kevin’s ear. "They’re yours to do with what you wish, Master."

"Have you ..." Kevin started to ask. The sound of Nick’s orgasmic cries distracted him for just a second.

"No. We haven’t been allowed to play with them," Puppy pouted.

"Are you pouting, Pet?" Kevin asked, voice firm. "Do you have a problem with Mistress Lynz’s orders?"

"No, Master." Puppy answered. He lowered his head, remembering his place. Before he could say another word, Kevin and Puppy were joined by Kitten, who had still yet to wipe the come from his lips.

Kevin regarded Nick’s pet with humour filled eyes. "Yes Kitten?"

"Master Carter has sent me over."

Kevin looked up at Nick who had still yet to tuck himself away. His now limp cock lay spent, the only proof of his orgasm in his rosy cheeks and hazy gaze.

"To do what?"

Kitten looked over his shoulder and met his Master’s eyes. Nick nodded and Kitten jerked into action. He crawled closer and nuzzled Kevin’s groin. He then leaned up to press his lips to Kevin’s mouth, allowing Kevin to taste the remnants of Nick’s orgasm. When Kevin was about to speak, Kitten shook his head.

"Shhhh."


Anger flashed in Kevin’s eyes at Kitten’s disrespect. He looked up at Nick to see if he was aware of what his Pet had just done, the anger was gone in a second. Kevin realized that Nick had given him direct instructions of what to do, and that was part of it.

"Shhhh," Kitten repeated with a sultry grin. "Just relax."

Kevin’s pants were around his thighs in record time, his cock deep in Kitten’s throat.

"Fuck..." Kevin whimpered as he grabbed a firm hold on Kitten’s head. "Kiss me, Puppy."

Puppy moaned, he leaned down to lick at Kevin’s lips before kissing him long and hard.

Nick’s hand made it’s way to his erection, which was slowly reviving itself. The only thing better than participating in activities with his pets was watching Kevin with them. He thought to have someone attend to his erection but did not make a move for anyone to approach. He knew no one would come uninvited and they knew not to dare approach without direction. A soft cry caught Nick’s attention from his right and he slowly turned his head, not wanting to deflect his attention from Kevin and their pets. What he saw was a girl with long blonde hair, tied with her arms behind her back and bent over the couch. She had a gag in her mouth and was being spanked by someone Nick didn’t recognize.

As Nick looked closer, he realized he didn’t recognize her either. It was next to never that there were people in the Lair that Nick didn’t know, so to have two people that he had never seen before startled him. Before he could bring it to anyone’s attention, Jasmine, one of Nick’s female servants approached solemnly.

"Jasmine," Nick called her over with a firm, stern voice. She rushed to his feet and bowed her head as she waited for his instruction.

"Yes, Master."

"Greet me properly," Nick barked. Seconds later Jasmine had leaned up to press her lips against her Master’s. Nick deepened the kiss until she whimpered and pulled away. "Who are those people?"

Jasmine looked in the direction that the blonde was pointing and nodded. She then lowered her head and answered his question. "I believe, the woman is Elizabeth and the man is Coe."

Nick cocked his head to the side. "Did you say his name is Coe?"

Jasmine blushed and nodded her head. "Yes, Master."

"What kind of name is Coe?" Nick asked quietly. He had intended it to be a rhetorical question and chuckled when Jasmine answered softly.

"I don’t know, Master. That’s just his name."

"Oh, Jasmine," Nick leaned down to press his lips to her forehead. "You do amuse me. Now, who are they?"

"Presents. From Mistress Lynz." Jasmine knew better than to answer more than had been asked. She was to wait for her Master to continue with questions rather than ramble.

"Presents? Explain."

Jasmine explained to Master Carter what Puppy had previously explained to Master Richardson, thus bringing the two men up to speed as to what was going on in the Lair. Nick cocked an eyebrow and curled his lip in a knowing smirk.


"So, we are to do what we wish with them, and if we like them, we keep them. IF we don’t..."

"You may do what you wish with them," Jasmine finished. Nick smiled and stood up, stretching his back. His pants were still around his thighs and Nick carelessly slid them over his hips again. He didn’t bother to do up his pants, but left them open with a teasing amount of skin showing. With cool, confident steps, Nick walked across the room to where Elizabeth was being pleasured at the couch. Coe had a firm grip on the binds around her wrists and was using that as leverage as he fucked steadily into her dripping hole.

"What are you doing?" Nick asked with an air of authority. His voice caused for Coe to stop instantly, Elizabeth let out a frustrated sigh.

Coe was frozen, like a deer in headlights. He knew he was to answer, but wasn’t sure how to do so. The words wouldn’t come to him and he knew that this would be his first major test. The results of this interaction would seal his fate at Fetish.

"I asked you a question," Nick barked. His eyes narrowed and his patience was wearing thin.

"I am doing whatever you’d like me to be doing," Coe finally answered. He saw something twinkle in Master Carter’s eyes and he breathed a sigh of relief when Nick’s lips curled into what could be considered a coy smile.

"She trained you well," Nick commented. He ran a finger up Coe’s chest, pleased at the ripple of goose bumps that were left in his finger’s wake. Nick traced Coe’s nipple before scratching a playful line down the centre of his stomach to his pleasure trail. "Do you know what I want you to do?" Nick asked. He leaned in so that his mouth was directly next to Coe’s and felt the other man’s breathing hitch.

"No, Master."

"Do you want to know?" Nick asked. Coe barely flinched.

"Yes, Master. I do want to know. What will please you?"

Nick paused. He wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted at that moment. Elizabeth turned her head and watched him with pleading eyes and a sweat soaked face. He cocked his head to the side for a moment, Coe’s presence forgotten. "Look at you, my beautiful girl." Nick approached and ran his finger along the line of her jaw. "Are you having fun?"

She mumbled something from behind the gag and Nick smiled. It sounded similar to "yes, Master."

"What would you like me to do?" Nick asked. He sat down on the couch that she was currently bent over and nuzzled her face with his own. "What do you want?"

This time, her words were unintelligible. Nick’s smile intensified. He leaned forward and kissed her, ignoring the gag completely.

"I couldn’t understand you," Nick whispered when he was finished. He looked up at Coe who still hadn’t moved. "Do you want Coe to keep spanking you?"

Again, Elizabeth tried to speak. She was starting to get frustrated. Nick found it all very amusing.

"You are such a pretty little servant, aren’t you?" Nick spoke, not at all mindful of Elizabeth’s frustration. Your sexy ass in the air, being spanked. Being fucked while he’s spanking you. Your hot mouth full of something, something other than my dick." Nick fingered the material of the gag and shook his head in disappointment. "I think I’d rather you gagged with my cock, would you like that?"

Elizabeth nodded enthusiastically, her eyes wide and full of hope. She missed the way Nick’s smile turned from amused to feral in an instant.

"Yeah, I would like that too."

Nick stood up and snapped his fingers. Christopher and Benjamin were at his side in an instant. Nick whispered direction at them and headed back over to his seat, sitting down to find a fresh drink waiting for him. It was downed and replaced with another. Elizabeth was led back out from the back room where she had been prepared for her first one on one session with Master Carter. Nick could feel the excitement in his veins and prayed that she did well. She was beautiful, sexy and there was something about her that made his skin itch deliciously. If she failed this, she would be gone. He wasn’t ready to see her go so soon.

Christopher led the blonde back out to his Master, pleased when he saw the look of excitement twinkling in Master Carter’s eyes. He had been informed to keep her hands cuffed behind her back, and the gag replaced with a blind fold. Her outfit was replaced with a red thong and bra, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail with red hot lipstick decorating her lips. Her head was lowered, a sign of respect, and Christopher was surprised he hadn’t been forced to remind her to keep it down.


"Elizabeth. Come." Nick said patiently. He watched her walk slowly across the room, hesitant to do anything wrong. Christopher was there to guide her. "Kneel."

Elizabeth fell to her knees, refusing to raise her head towrds the blonde Master. "Yes, Master."

"That will be all Christopher, thank you."


Christopher gave Nick a brief kiss on his lips before returning to the darkened corners where he would watch and wait for his Master to call on him again.

Nick took a moment to look at this beautiful woman and allowed his stomach the time to cease it’s constant fluttering. He contemplated keeping the blindfold on but decided against it. He wanted to see her eyes, see each emotion and each thought. Once he removed the fabric, Nick looked up to see the pets curled up with Kevin, most likely conspiring together. Their eyes were locked on him and he fought not to react. His own blue eyes narrowed suspiciously and he watched as Kevin turned Kitten’s face towards him. Nick watched Kevin lean in to gently lick at Kitten’s lips, Kevin’s gaze never left Nick’s.

"Kiss me Kitten, show your Master how much you’re enjoying this," Kevin ordered. Kitten sighed against his mouth, deepening the kiss.

Nick clenched his jaw. "Kitten. Come here. NOW!" He ordered.

Kitten’s back straightened and he stared his raven haired Master in the eye. Kevin had done this on purpose and as Kitten looked over to his blonde Master, he could see how angry he was. A feeling of uncertainty filled his stomach and Kitten knew he was in trouble, it was just a matter of how much.

"Kitten, I want you to stay with me," Kevin quietly suggested as he nuzzled their pet’s jaw.

Puppy’s eyes widened. It wasn’t often that their two Masters would compete for their attention and he was silently glad that it was Kitten caught in the crossfire, not him.

"Master," Kitten pleaded.

"Kitten, stay right here," Kevin demanded, his voice stronger and firmer this time.

"Kitten?" Nick called, a hint of warning in his voice. His pet was trying his patience and things were going to get ugly if his pet didn’t heed his call in the next three seconds.

"I’m sorry, Master," Kitten apologized as he climbed off of Kevin’s lap and onto the floor. He scurried as fast as he could over to his blonde Master. He knelt at Master Carter’s feet, eyes focused firmly on the ground, awaiting his punishment.

"You are so bad," Kevin heard Puppy growl in his ear. He afforded himself a laugh and leaned into his pet’s embrace.

"Yes, Puppy. I am. But you love me for it, don’t you?"

"I do. Kitten might not so much right now."

"Oh he will."

"Kitten, get up here," Nick ordered. Seconds later his pet was curled in his lap, trembling slightly. He leaned in to whisper into Kitten’s ear. "We’ll discuss your hesitation later."

"But ...."

"Pardon?"

"I’m sorry, Master. Of course."

Nick leaned back and took a deep breath. He looked down at Elizabeth who was still kneeling in front of him, head bowed and hands cuffed behind her back. "Kitten? Undress."

"P..p..pardon?"

"Kitten?"

"I’m sorry. Pardon me, Master? Undress?"

"I know you know what it means. What I don’t know is why you haven’t done it already."

Within seconds, Kitten’s minimal clothing was folded neatly beside Nick’s chair, leaving him only in the collar he wore. Nick made himself comfortable once again. When his pet stood before him, gloriously nude he nodded. "Much better. Now sit down and get comfortable." Nick parted his legs to make room for Kitten to sit between them. It was then he revealed what he wanted. "Elizabeth, I want you to suck my pet here. I want you to make him come."

Upon being directly addressed, Elizabeth raised her head, gazing at her Master silently.

"Did you understand that?"

"Yes, Master." Elizabeth answered. "With my hands bound?"

"Yes. I want to see if you can make my pet come with just your mouth. Do what you have to do to make him come." Nick felt Kitten tense and he smiled a feral grin. "And you Kitten? Do you know what my order for you is?"

"No, Master." But Kitten had an idea of what it would be. This did not look promising.

Nick licked a strip from Kitten’s jaw to his ear, which he nibbled on playfully. "Don’t come."

Puppy gasped. Kevin grinned. The look on Kitten’s face was classic.

Nick had issued a no win situation ultimatum. Elizabeth had been ordered to make Nick’s pet come. Kitten had been ordered not to come. Either way, one of them would be punished for not following Nick’s orders. Kitten and Elizabeth met each others’ eyes, a look of defeat present in their depths.

"Well?" Nick asked sternly.

Kitten clenched his jaw. He would not disappoint his Master. It was sad to say, but Elizabeth was just going to have to learn her place at Fetish.

"And you say I’m bad?" Kevin asked Puppy softly. Puppy’s snort of laughter surprised him.

"You are bad, Master." Puppy pointed out. "Right now I know you’re wishing you’d have thought of it... Right now you’re thinking how genius Master Carter is and how you can expand on it."

"You know me too well my pet," Kevin chuckled.

Kitten was doing just fine. Elizabeth was good, but his desire to make his Master proud of him overrode any pleasure he was taking from the blow job. He focused on anything, everything other than how hard he’d been since finding out Nick and Kevin would be coming back for ten days. It was working, until he felt a sharp jolt of pain starting at his chest.

His master had scratched his nipple teasingly.


Kitten whimpered and thrust his hips.

A flick of a tongue over his collar bone. A whisper in his ear.

His Master was not going to make this so easy on him.

"Aren’t you enjoying my present Kitten?" He asked. "Here I am, giving you a newbie to play with and you can’t even come for her?"

"Master?" Kitten pleaded.

"What if it was my mouth on you? Would you still be so bored? If I was fucking your cock with my mouth ...my throat, would you like it?"

Kitten whimpered, Master Carter was not playing fair. "Y..yes Master."

"Pretend it’s my mouth on you Kitten. Close your eyes, pretend it’s me. I’m licking you and sucking you and taking you deep into my throat."

Kitten didn’t want to do that because he knew it would only result in the orgasm that was creeping up on him. But he knew punishment would be forthcoming if he didn’t.

"Master? Why are you doing this?" Kitten pleaded with a whimper. He opened his eyes to see his Master smirk.

"Because I can." Nick reached down and pinched Kitten’s nipple roughly before scraping his nail across the other one. "And that’s for daring to question me." A few seconds later, Nick leaned down again. "Or would you rather pretend it’s Kevin? Who gets you off Kitten? Me or Kevin?"

"Oooh, he’s being really hard on him tonight," Puppy exclaimed happily. It had been a long time since Nick had been in this kind of playful mood and almost wished it was him and not Kitten. He licked his lips and turned to look at his Master who was watching him hungrily. "What?"

"Fuck me."

Puppy shook his head in surprise. "Pardon, Master?"

"Fuck me. Fuck yourself on me. Now." Kevin snapped his fingers. "Lube and a condom. NOW."

Puppy was still frozen in his place. There was a wild, hungry, desperate look in his Master’s eyes and he could barely hear over the pounding in his ears. The pain shooting from his right nipple woke him from the daze he was in. When he met Kevin’s green eyes he blushed.

"Are you going to make me tell you again?" Kevin asked, unimpressed. His eyes flickered over to where Kitten was nearly crying as he tried to refrain from coming. Nick was whispering something in the brunette’s ear and Kevin could tell that their pet was closer to his orgasm than he’d have liked. Nick was so sexy, so fucking beautiful that Kevin had to look away.

Puppy immediately fell to the floor and eased Kevin out of his pants. He thankfully accepted the lube and condoms presented to him and before Kevin could further discipline him, he slowly eased himself on his Master’s erection.


Kevin sighed with pleasure, Puppy in pain. It was so familiar yet so new, this had been too long in coming.

"I’m sorry Master," Puppy apologized. He flinched at the steely expression on his Master’s face.

"Don’t ever make me repeat myself, Puppy."

"Yes, Sir."

Kevin gripped a hold of the back of Puppy’s head, tightening his grip in the shaggy blonde locks. "And don’t ever speak out of turn. I don’t recall allowing you to address me." Kevin waited for the response he knew Puppy was holding back. He tightened his grip and pulled his pet closer. "Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Sir."


Their eyes remained locked in an intense gaze. Puppy continued to work himself on Kevin’s cock, keeping his pace fast and steady.

Kitten could tell that Elizabeth was getting tired. She was whimpering now, her body trembling and her focus wandering. If he could just hold on a little longer, he knew she would cave before him. Except Nick was becoming more relentless. His Master was out to destroy him.

"...and then we’d tie Puppy up and fuck him until he’s begging us to stop. He’d be so tired, but so fucking hot. Don’t you think? Kevin would fuck him, then you could fuck him and by the time I got my cock in there, he’d be so used ...so wet and stretched that it wouldn’t take any effort. His body shaking ...needing it but needing to rest... Isn’t it hot when he begs? When his voice gets really low and he starts whimpering. His lips get so red, so swollen and his eyes ...there is nothing fucking hotter than Puppy’s eyes wet from sweat and tears, wanting nothing more than to take him one more time because if it were you tied up, you know he would do the same."

Kitten arched his back and thrust his hips. He was losing his hold on reality, on his own sanity. He knew it wouldn’t be too long, and judging from the smirk on his Master’s face, Nick knew it too.

"That’s it Kitten. Let it go. It’s going to feel so good."

Kitten whimpered and let out a howl, emptying himself down Elizabeth’s throat. He came so hard that his body convulsed violently. He wasn’t able to breathe until he had shot at least half a dozen times, his limp cock falling from her swollen lips. He looked up to see his Master watching him with an unreadable expression on his face. Kitten wasn’t sure what it meant until he found himself being lifted up and carried to the bed. He was deposited face down and ordered not to move.

"Stay still Kitten. If you disobey, we’ll restrain you."

"Master?"

"Did I ask for you to speak?"

Kitten paused. His heart was fluttering, his pulse racing. "N...no, Master."

"Then shut up."

Nick sat down on the edge of the bed. Kitten did not dare to look up for fear of it’s repercussions. "Bring her here to me."

Elizabeth was brought to her feet, her breathing still laboured. She was then directed towards the bed where Master Carter was waiting for her, a feral grin on his lips.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" He asked, waiting patiently.

"Nothing, Master Carter." Elizabeth responded softly.

"I’m disappointed in you, Elizabeth."


Elizabeth wanted to ask why but knew better than to do so. She’d made Kitten come, but still the blonde Master looked angry.

"I’m sorry, Master."

"Don’t you want to know why?" Nick waited, when she didn’t answer he figured she was waiting for permission. "You may answer me."

"I am confident that if you want me to know, you will tell me."

"You aren’t curious?"

"Master, I trust that you will tell me what I need to know."

Nick smiled. She was good, he liked well behaved servants. "You did what I asked you to do, and I am pleased with that. You were given orders to make him come and he did."

Elizabeth nodded, blushing with the praise.

"It took you far longer than it should have, with assistance from myself."

The smile dropped from Elizabeth’s face. She bit her lip and trembled.

"The next time I ask you to do something, I expect it to be done swiftly."

Elizabeth nodded, not at all catching Master Carter’s meaning. That there would be a next time. All she heard was the criticism.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes, Master."

Nick smiled, she heard him but wasn’t listening. It would come in time. "Now, come here."

When Elizabeth was in reach, Nick pulled her close and laid her over his legs. He caressed her ass gingerly for a moment as he enjoyed the feel of her trembling on his lap. Four very sharp, strong blows were laid on her bottom. Her lack of noise was impressive. At the first sound of protest, it would have garnered her at least ten more blows. Usually the new ones had to be told to be quiet during punishment, Elizabeth was special. When he was finished, Nick allowed her to stand up.

"Come down here," he said softly. Elizabeth dropped to her knees and settled between Nick’s legs. The restraints on her hands had been removed soon after Kitten had come. With his direction, she laid her head on his thigh. "Oh Elizabeth. Baby, you are too precious."

Her sniffling stopped and she looked up into his electric blue eyes. She was surprised to see fondness and respect there. Elizabeth fell just a little in love with her Blonde Master.

"I am going to enjoy having you," Nick said. He ran his finger across her cheek, stopping at her lips. Elizabeth sucked his finger between her lips and past her teeth. With a chuckle, Nick pulled his finger free and nodded for her to kneel up straight. "Did you enjoy tonight?"

"Yes, Master."

"So did I. Now show me."

Elizabeth didn’t hesitate in leaning up to softly kiss her Master’s lips. She sighed, whimpering when it was finished.

"I love that sound." Nick said as he licked his lips. "That sound when I break the kiss and you ...he ..." Nick nodded in Kitten’s direction, "...they," he nodded in the direction of people watching, "...whimper. Like it hurts to stop."

"It does," Elizabeth answered. Her cheeks turned a dark pink and she frowned. "I’m sorry, I spoke out of turn Master."

"Yes you did," Nick scolded. "But I’ll overlook it."

Elizabeth sighed in relief.

"This time."

She understood clearly what he was saying this time and kissed her Master one more time.

"Thank you, Master."

Kevin gripped Puppy’s hips harder, leaving little bruise marks. He would worry about that later, right now he was concentrating on his orgasm and the fact that it was point seven seconds from tearing into him.

"Make. Me. Come." Kevin growled.

Puppy whimpered as he swiveled his hips. "May ...I kiss you, Master?"

Kevin’s lips curled into what looked like a grimace. Puppy knew his Master was trying to smile. "Yes."

Puppy covered his Master’s lips with his own, licking hungrily into his mouth. The kiss was nearly pornographic and hot enough to make Kevin’s toes curl and before he could try to control himself, he was coming long and hard. Puppy allowed himself to smile as he arched his back and continued riding him, wanting to prolong the moment. He nearly lost sight of where he was and what he was doing. It was the feel of a hand curled around his cock that reminded him.

Kevin raised an eyebrow. His pet looked like he was about to bring himself to orgasm. No such thing had been suggested.

"Please, Master." Puppy begged. Kevin smirked, trying to catch his breath. Puppy leaned in to nuzzle Kevin’s cheek. "Please..." He repeated softly.

Kevin only nodded. No words were necessary. He watched in rapture as his pet paused for a moment before coming violently, his orgasm rocking his entire body. Kevin waited until Puppy stopped trembling before pulling him into his arms and holding him tight. His eyes flickered to Nick and what his lover was currently doing.

Kitten held his breath and concentrated on not moving. He knew that the night was not over, not by a long shot and he couldn’t help but wonder what was in store for him. He’d disobeyed his Master’s orders, not without trying but in the end, it was for naught. He felt the bed shift and waited.

"Kitten, I’m disappointed in you. I asked you not to come and you did anyways. I thought you had better control than that. I thought that you would be able to handle a newbie and here, she made you come like a two dollar whore. Is that what you are? A two dollar whore?"

"No, Master."

Nick smirked and pinched Kitten’s ass. "That’s right, a two dollar whore can control herself. You can not." Nick snapped his fingers and nodded towards the cabinet, seconds later he had a thick handle placed in the palm of his hand. He stroked the leather lovingly before turning back to his pet. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Kitten shook his head. "Nothing, Master. I am sorry."

"Yes, you are definitely that. Although..."

Kitten’s ears perked up.

"Although ...you did hold off for quite some time. You made her work for it and don’t think that went unnoticed."

It was too good to be true. Nick was setting him up. Kitten refused to fall for it.

"But in the end, you came. After I strictly told you not to."

Kitten wasn’t expecting the jolt of pain that accompanied the strike on his ass. Without looking, he knew what Nick held in his hand. A small, miniature sized whip. Although it was a fraction of the size, it delivered the same painful blow. The yelp was out before he could register it.

"And she was much quieter than you when I disciplined her." Nick shook his head as he struck his pet again, this time on the other cheek. He was pleased when no sound followed. Nick struck again quickly and Kitten’s initial yelp was echoed. He loved how Kitten’s back arched and his body shook.

With each blow to Kitten, Puppy winced. Kevin let out a tired chuckle as he motioned for a drink. Seconds later, a glass of amber liquid had been placed in front of him. He drank it without flinching and motioned for another. Had Colin been there, there would have been no need for the second request. A mental note was made to have a discussion about Colin’s permanence upstairs. Especially on nights they knew Nick and he would be in.

"Puppy, drink," Kevin coaxed as the second drink arrived. He saw the look of surprise in his Pets’ eyes and smiled warmly at him. "You’ve earned it."

Puppy greedily drank from the glass presented for him, stopping when it was a quarter full. He then leaned in and nuzzled his Master’s jaw. "Thank you." He’d been parched.

"You didn’t finish," Kevin said suspiciously. Puppy smiled and licked at Kevin’s lips.

"I saved the rest for you, Master."

It was the right thing to do, Kevin smiled and downed the remainder of the drink. Both men had been brought damp towels to clean themselves up slightly and when they were finished, settled back to watch the show across the room on the bed.

After a dozen or so blows Nick paused for a moment to catch his breath. There were distinct lashes on Kitten’s back, ass and thighs, all a very angry red. The sight took Nick’s breath away and he longed to lean down and lick each one. Bathe them with his tongue so he could feel the heat radiating from each one. His pulse was racing and his heart fluttering with excitement. As much as Kitten trembled and shook, as much pain as his pet was in, Nick knew that the brunette was enjoying every minute of it.

"Did you enjoy that Kitten?" Nick asked knowing the difficulty his pet would have answering it. It was yet another double edged sword for him. If he didn’t enjoy it, he was ungrateful. If he did, he wasn’t being punished enough. Nick heard Kevin cough from across the room and looked to where his lover sat with their blonde pet. A smirk covered Nick’s face and he wiped the sweat from his brow. Puppy visibly swooned. Kevin barely noticed, his eyes were focused on Nick.

"Master?" Kitten asked, his voice weak and barely audible.

"I asked you if you enjoyed that? Did you?"

Kitten closed his eyes and whimpered into the pillow beneath his cheek. He knew exactly what result each response would bring and it was a matter of him deciding what came next. If he said ‘no’, he would get more of the whip. More because he was ungrateful and deserved more "punishment". If he said yes, Nick would put the whip away and give him a new form of "punishment". He was curious as to what else Nick would throw at him.

"Yes. Very much so, Master."

"You little whore," Nick spit at Kitten. He climbed onto the bed, straddling his naked pet. "You dare to enjoy my punishment for you? Am I here for YOUR pleasure?"

"No, Master."

"Then what is it?"

"I would enjoy anything that you gave me. Anything you do for me pleases me."

"Because?"

"Because it pleases you."

Nick smiled. He knew what Kitten was expecting and decided to surprise him. He’d gotten too predictable over the years and wanted to teach his Pet a lesson.

"Yes, that did please me. But clearly not as much as it’s pleased you. So that’s all for you tonight."

Nick saw the shock in Kitten’s face as the brunette raised his head from the pillow. "P..pardon, Master?"

"You heard me. Why should I do anything that will eventually get you off? You have already come tonight, I haven’t. It’s my turn."

"B...but Master, I could make you come," Kitten pleaded. He hadn’t been instructed to get up, but immediately climbed to his knees and perched beside his Master.


"I know you could make me come, Kitten," Nick shrugged. "But I’m not going to let you."

Kitten’s eyes flickered across the room to where Master Richardson was watching, very pleased. The expression on Puppy’s face was pure shock, an expression that Kitten knew was mirrored on his own. Kitten’s face burned with shame and he looked down. He fought tears that pricked at the corners of his eyes.

"And look at you, crying. Like a little girl, Kitten. What’s happened to you? Have you gotten soft since I left you?"

Kitten shook his head, even more embarrassed. "No, Master."

"Years ago, you would have argued with me. Now you’ve rolled over and taken it. You can’t even follow simple orders."

"But ...Master ..." Kitten pleaded. Nick raised an eyebrow in warning and Kitten stopped speaking.

"Did you have something to say to me, Kitten?"

"No, Master," Kitten sulked. Nick laughed and kissed his Pet’s cheek.


"Good. I hate it when you whine. Now go get dressed and come back here. I’m not finished for the night."

Nick went to the bar to get a drink and wait for his Pet to return. He was joined by Puppy who playfully nudged his groin. Nick ran his fingers through the blonde locks and smiled.

"Yes, Puppy?"

It was clear that Puppy had something to say. He chewed his lip thoughtfully and paused before speaking.

"And remember, if this has anything to do with Kitten, it will only reflect poorly on him. And yourself. Do you want to get into trouble for him?" Nick warned before anything could be said.

Puppy looked over at Kevin who was glaring at him in warning. Puppy swallowed down the whimper of excitement and shook his head.

"I just wanted to say hello," Puppy growled against Nick’s bulge. He gave Nick a few playful nips through the leather encasing his erection. "And that I missed you, Master."

Nick accepted the beverage that had been put on the counter in front of him and drank it’s entire contents before motioning for Puppy to stand up. When they were face to face Nick leaned in to gently kiss Puppy’s lips. "What are we going to do with you two," Nick mumbled against Puppy’s lips.

"Pardon, Master?" Puppy asked, breathlessly.

"You two seem to have gotten very bold in our absence. We’ll have to use this time together wisely."

"I don’t understand, Master," Puppy exclaimed. Nick shook his head and smiled as he kissed the blonde again.


"I think you do. So you had better get back to Kevin before you get yourself and your partner in crime into any more trouble."

Puppy yelped, placed a quick peck onto Nick’s lips and scurried back across the floor to where his Master was waiting.

"What was that about?" Kevin demanded. He gave Puppy no direction to join him on the chair.


"I ...just wanted to say hello, Master." Puppy answered, looking down.


"And that was it?"

Puppy nodded. Kevin clicked his tongue off of the roof of his mouth.

"That had better be all it was."

"It was, Master."

"Fine," Kevin answered. Puppy remained on the floor where he was.

Kitten emerged as quickly as possible, wearing a pair of dark green silk boxer shorts. He also wore the special collar that Nick had bought for him. Nick smiled at Kitten’s efforts to suck up to him. It was all in vain though.

"On the bed Kitten."

Kitten sat at the foot of the bed, awaiting further instruction. None came.

"Nick leaned back and slowly lowered the zipper on his leather pants. He carefully parted the material and drew them down his thighs. When they were around his knees he leaned back on one hand and made himself comfortable. Nick looked into his Pet’s eyes and saw the lust there. The desire and the hunger to get him off. Nick knew this truly WOULD be punishment for the brunette. Nick’s attention then focused on Kevin and finally Puppy. It had been a while since he’d done this and felt butterflies in his stomach.

Without saying a word, Nick slowly caressed his stomach and the trail of hair leading to his groin. Kitten whimpered, catching Nick’s attention. Their eyes met and Nick saw the pain in their depths. He smirked as he grabbed a hold of his erection and started to stroke it. It was a slow, steady pace at first, Nick loosely playing with his cock until Kitten licked his lips and leaned in closer.

"No," Nick said firmly, with warning. Kitten froze and whimpered. "You may not help. You may not touch. And you may not help or touch yourself."

Kitten closed his eyes. Nick growled.

"And you must watch every," Nick pumped his shaft firmly, "single," he pumped again, "second."


Kitten trembled and gasped. Nick moaned and threw his head back as he picked up his pace.

This was more torturous than watching someone else please Nick, because if it was someone else, Kitten could focus on them, hating them every single second of it. But it was only Nick, and Kitten knew that Nick didn’t need to do it himself. He was showing that he’d rather touch himself than have Kitten do it for him. But at the same time, it was endearing because he’d rather have no one do it than someone other than Kitten. Kitten was a basket case. He wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss his Master, to touch him and apologize so that he could make things right. But he knew he couldn’t. Not yet. Now he had to endure his punishment. His Master knew him all too well.

Nick closed his eyes and bit his lip as he manipulated his accusingly hard erection. It wasn’t how he really wanted to come, but as he heard his Pet whimpering softly, obviously tortured by the punishment, he realized it wasn’t all that bad. If he opened his eyes, he knew that he would see Kevin and Puppy watching him as well, focused on every flex of his muscle, every breath he took. Not to mention the dozens of other servants littering the Lair. Nick had a very captive audience, and for that, he put on a performance.

His orgasm was creeping up on him steadily.

"Oh god, Kitten. This so could have been you..." Nick moaned as he thrust into his hand. "You could have been sucking me ....or even having me fuck you..."

Kitten gasped, causing Nick to laugh. The laugh turned into a gasp as a jolt of electricity flowed up Nick’s spine.

"God... So fucking good Kitten. This feels so good..."


"Please, Master," Kitten begged, not at all mindful of his place. He looked up to see Kevin watching him. The expression in those green eyes caused for him to be quiet.

"So close, I’m so close .." Nick whimpered, moaned and thrust his hips as he became lost in his own pleasure. In the back of his mind, he knew that he was being watched, which added to the erotic atmosphere of Nick, Master Carter sitting on a bed while he jerked off for his pet to punish him.

Nick’s grunt preceded his orgasm and he began to shake as the ripples of euphoria were flowing through his blood stream. Streams of come flowed through his fingers, staining his pants and tee shirt. When he was finally spent, Nick fell back on the bed, collapsing in a pile of liquid bones, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

Kevin whispered something into Puppy’s ears and spanked him lightly to send him in motion. Seconds later, the blonde was at Nick’s side with a towel, wet with warm water and soap. He quickly cleaned his other Master first placing a kiss on Nick’s spent cock and then his lips.

Nick’s eyes fluttered open. He was looking directly into crystal blue eyes and he smiled. "Thank you Puppy."

"You’re welcome, Master."

And as quickly as Puppy was at his side, he was gone again, and by the time Nick looked up, Puppy was at Kevin’s side. Kitten was still watching him hungrily, a look of desperation in his eyes.

"Did you enjoy that my Pet?"

"Yes and no, Master." Kitten answered honestly.

"Explain."

"I enjoyed watching you please yourself, watching you come and reach your release. I love watching you come, Master. You are absolutely beautiful when you come. But I didn’t enjoy it because it was not me bringing you pleasure. It was at your own hand, not mine. I did not enjoy that I couldn’t please you tonight, that you were disappointed in me."

Nick only made a noncommittal sound. He stood up and tucked himself back into his leather pants. Without looking back, Nick walked through the Lair. He stopped in front of Kevin’s chair and leaned down to kiss him passionately. Their tongues danced from Kevin’s mouth to Nick’s and back again, the two men feeding off of one another. Nick pulled away with a growl and leaned down to kiss Puppy as well. No words were exchanged until he reached the couch where a few of his servants were all sitting, admiring Elizabeth’s new black collar.

"Elizabeth?"

She was on her feet in an instant before dropping to her knees at her Master’s feet.

"Yes, Master?"

"Stand."

Elizabeth stood. She placed a kiss onto Nick’s lips and he smiled at her eagerness to please him. "We have much work to do. Lynz has trained you well, but I still would like some time with you."


Nick could see the awe in her eyes and he felt a familiar jolt of excitement result. He always had this feeling when training a new servant.

"Yes, Master."

"You will leave me a schedule of when is good for you and we will come up with something, okay?" He reached out to cup her face, startled when she flinched slightly. He frowned and saw the horror on her face at her reaction. Nick stepped in forward and pulled her close so that her ear was next to his lips. "This is why we need to get together. I don’t want you to ever be afraid of me..." He paused for a second and made sure that he had her full attention. "...or think I will ever raise my hand to you unnecessarily."

"I am so sorry, Master," Elizabeth whispered. She was trembling in his arms and Nick only smiled at her. His gentle demeanor seemed to calm her.

"It is our first meeting, a lot happened tonight. You did very well, I am very pleased. We will talk, and then come to an agreement. An understanding. But I want to be clear about something, I’ve been informed that I am short one, for my chosen three. I have three men, but of my women, one of my three has left and by the time I have gone back to my other engagements, I hope to have her replacement in place."

Elizabeth gasped and Nick smiled, nodding his head.

"Yes. I think you will do very fine. But we will see. You have proven yourself quite well tonight, but we will see what will happen."

"Oh, Master. Thank you. I will not disappoint."

Nick nodded and leaned in once more, pressing their mouths together. "See that you don’t," he warned against her lips. And with that, he walked towards his quarters without another word.

Kitten sat on the bed, dumbfounded. His Master had not said a word to him. He was devastated. Inconsolable. Confused. Kitten looked up to see a brief flicker of confusion on Kevin’s face before it was replaced with his usual expression of control. Puppy flashed him a strange look and shrugged before Kevin snapped to attention and glared at them. A half an hour later, Nick still had yet to emerge. Kitten had not moved, refused to even consider the thought. Finally, he was joined on the bed by Master Richardson.

"Are you going to stay here forever?"

"Until my Master collects me," Kitten answered loyally. Kevin chuckled.

"I am here to collect you. Come, play with me."

Kitten shook his head. He was not in the mood, not after being dismissed so harshly. "I’m sorry Master Richardson, but I will wait for Master Carter."


"Suit yourself," Kevin said airily. He turned on his heel and resumed his place on his chair with his pet.

Nick emerged at closing time to head downstairs for final counts. He wore a pair of loose, well worn jeans and a tee shirt. He looked shocked to see Kitten still waiting on the bed, not having moved from his spot. With a glance to his watch, he realized Kitten had been there for an hour. Nick’s heart swelled. Ignoring all curious glances, Nick confidently walked through the Lair to the bed where Kitten sat, waiting.

He leaned down to whisper something in his Pet’s ear and smiled at the shiver that resulted. Kitten leaned up to kiss his Master’s lips and with a smile, happily headed towards the chambers without a glance back.

"You should go too," Kevin said to Puppy. They exchanged mirroring shrugs and Puppy nodded, kissing Kevin’s lips before following Kitten. Kevin approached Nick at the downstairs bar. They shared a look but neither spoke until they were in the office where the bartenders were cashing out.

"How was everything tonight?" Nick asked their closing crew. He received enthusiastic responses as the bartenders relayed how busy they were and various stories of the night. Nick smiled at Colin who hadn’t said a word. He winked and watched the other man blush. Within half an hour, everything was counted and Sid was escorting everyone out of the club. Only Kevin, Nick, Kyle and Billy were left. As the deposits were double and triple checked, Kevin pulled Nick close, kissing him behind his ear.

"What was that tonight?" He asked softly. Nick shrugged.

"I don’t know. It felt good though."

Kevin nodded. It did feel good. And it was different. Something was different and he couldn’t put his finger on it. "Things are changing.."

"New people," Nick explained. "We’ve been away and it’s a lot of new people. Plus ...I think that Kitten and Puppy have gotten used to us not being there. They’re slipping."

"He waited for you. I approached him and asked him to come and play. He said no."

Nick was pleased at Kevin’s news. "Good. I wasn’t expecting him to be there waiting for me."

"What did you say to him?" Kevin asked, curious.

"Oh, just that he would be rewarded for his loyalty. For his compliance and just because I love him best."

Nick blushed as Kevin awwwed. They both knew that beneath Nick’s hard exterior, he was as soft and mushy in the club as he was out of it. "You’re so adorable."

"Shut up."

By the time they went back upstairs, Kyle and Billy were sitting at the bar, whispering to one another. Kevin still had to change and slipped into his chambers to do so. Nick fought down the nervous butterflies in his stomach and approached the two men. He was immediately pulled into their cuddle, the three all leaning into and against one another.

"You’ve lost weight," Kyle announced, pinching Nick’s stomach playfully.

"Yeah," Nick sighed into the blonde’s embrace.

"But you’re healthy?"

Nick nodded. "Yeah." He was a little nervous as to what Billy would say or do, but it was all erased the second Billy pulled on Nick’s hips, tugging him close. They were chest to chest and Nick’s breath caught in his throat at the look of love in the brunette’s eyes.

"I’ve missed you."

"I’ve missed you too." Nick’s eyes fluttered shut and he smiled dreamily.

"Come home with us?"

Nick opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder at Kyle who was nodding his head.

"Please," the blonde asked.

"Of course." Nick knew he wouldn’t have to ask Kevin’s opinion. They’d spent too much time away from their lovers already. His mouth was captured in a loving, deep kiss with Billy, who released him in time for Kyle to resume the kiss.

That was how Kevin found them as he emerged from the other end of the room.

"Let's go home," Kevin announced.

Nick broke his kiss with Kyle with a whimper. "We’re going to Kyle’s." Kevin smiled. It was expected. As if there had been any doubt. It had been far too long since they’d been afforded a generous amount of time together, and none of the men wanted to waste any of it apart. The Masters and the Pets had been given time to play, but now it was time for Nick, Kevin, Kyle and Billy to be together.

Kyle climbed into the driver’s side of his car, Kevin in the passenger side. Nick and Billy took the back seat. Like so many nights before, the air around them held the promise of something more, of something familiar but mostly, of everything they could have ever dreamed of, but never thought possible.

Finis


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